They Gather Here

"I'm talking about proportion."

"Me too."

"Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"will not!"

Eiriri pulled Chitanda up, didn't even change her clothes, and walked out without looking back.

In about three hours, she drew five full-body portraits and six head close-ups.

Although this number is not an exaggeration once you get started, especially for cartoonists, you can do it with just a few random strokes, but it is for the field you are good at. If you are not good at realistic sketches, it will be more It's exhausting.

Therefore, the girl touched her wrist that was about to break off, feeling that she had done her best.

The two girls rushed to the door.

At this moment, Hanoi, who was holding a roll-shaped poster, chased after him: "Thank you, Sawamura, you still have an appointment, I'm so sorry."

Ying Lili nodded slightly to her, then ran out of the art room.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the countdown to the end of the first day of carnival filled the air.

The two girls from the neighborhood committee had just left the house, and a unique atmosphere of a cultural festival rushed over——

The entire corridor was buried by all kinds of promotional materials and decorations, and leisurely wandering students abounded, and the two of them scrambled back and forth in the crowd.

In this case, the short stature has an advantage.

Thinking of the delicious food waiting in the home economics classroom, Eiriri felt her stomach growling. She unconsciously threw Chitanda aside and slipped through the gaps between the groups.

At this moment, the voice of the tool man came: "Senior Sawamura, wait."

Ying Lili didn't turn her head back: "I'm going to eat soon, I can't wait."

"Look, here is the three-line poem by Yukinoshita-senpai!"

"I don't care who it belongs to...Who are you talking about?"

"Senior Yukinoshita."

Ying Lili made a sudden stop, and the half-heeled shoes made a sound like sparks on the ground, and there was a sound of "Zi la--".

She turned around and ran back, and the next thing she saw was the three-line poem about cats.

The style is indeed very similar, but not signed.

The girl looked confused: "How do you know it was written by Yukinoshita?"

Chitanda was more confused than the other party: "Can't you remember Yukinoshita-senpai's handwriting?"

"..."

"..."

"Can't remember."

"Well……"

Chitanda looked shocked.

Ying Lili hurriedly patted the tool man's shoulder to express comfort, then looked to the side of the three-line poem, and muttered to herself: "I was fooled on purpose for your pranks", I always feel a bit Kato style."

Unexpectedly, Chitanda nodded with a serious face: "That is Kato-senpai's font."

"Is that right?"

"Yes."

"I have already asked Yukino to come to the art department. I was wondering why she didn't come. It turned out that she was stopped by the three-line poetry competition."

"Sawamura-senpai, do we want to participate?"

Chitanda's question was slightly tentative.

Ying Lili blushed instantly, turned her head to one side, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't have anyone to write love poems about."

Her voice was quite weak, and she sounded unsure.

No wonder!

While denying it in her heart, Chitanda couldn't help but "Pfft!" and smiled with her lips covered.

"Don't laugh!" Ying Lili stared.

"Yes!" The tool man stood at attention, and even saluted playfully, "But why are you not allowed to laugh? I'm curious!"

"Don't be curious!"

"Well……"

The two girls looked at each other.

There's an eerie "I know what you're thinking, and you know I know what you're thinking" vibe in the air.

They felt that each other's eyes were particularly dazzling, as if they were looking directly at the sun, turning their heads to one side, and staggered.

Long periods of silence.

After a long time, Chitanda broke the deadlock: "Senior Sawamura, I want to write and read, maybe I can win an award and earn some coupons."

Ying Lili nodded subconsciously, but quickly blushed and shook her head instead.

She stretched out her finger: "It says there that the winner of the three-line poetry contest will be announced tomorrow, but our competition with the Far East Magic Siesta Association Summer will end this afternoon, so it's meaningless."

"You don't want to participate?"

"This one……"

"to be frank."

"that……"

"No matter what you think, I want to participate."

"Then me too!"

Ying Lili subconsciously shouted out the entry declaration, but as soon as the words came out, she realized what she had just said, and her face turned red.

Chitanda didn't give her a chance to repent, and rushed into the activity room of the Literature Department.

At this time, it was almost the end of the first day of the cultural festival, and there were not many people in the classroom.

The members of the Literature Department borrowed two whiteboards from the General Affairs Committee, one of which was affixed with A3 size paper with magnets, and the abolished [Story Solitaire] was written in detail on the paper, and the other was a three-line poetry contest detailed rules.

When they saw someone coming in, they greeted immediately: "Sawamura-san, Chitanda-san, good afternoon."

Two girls, one is the champion of the first grade, and the other has a reputation in various clubs, not to mention, it is normal to know them.

Ying Lili was a little embarrassed.

On the contrary, Chitanda was very generous and said with a smile, "I'm here to participate in the competition."

Immediately, a member handed over a piece of paper.

The girl hardly thought about it, and wrote her own three-line poem.

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original:

初めて君といっしょに帰った电车の中

周りはいつもと同じなのに

Pu は な ん だ か tram に 仱 毪 Wei  鹛 Pi 撙 Jun い Kun Blind Jun?/p>

Translation:

When I took the train back with you for the first time,

Everything around is the same as usual,

I felt like I was riding a train for the first time.

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Chitanda's pen writing is very beautiful, especially a few Chinese characters, which are written horizontally and vertically, which has the charm of official script.

She picked up the paper and blew it gently to dry the ink, her movements were gentle and careful.

When you like someone, you will hope to give the best to the other person, and hope that the other person will be beautiful and evergreen under your meticulous care, and the most moving thing is this pure heart of care.

Thinking of this, Ying Lili couldn't help being stunned.

She firmly believes that more than one person will be moved by the cuteness and innocence in this sentence just like herself.

The girl pondered for a moment, then also brought a piece of paper.

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Pushed me from behind and said "Come on!",

Hugged me and said "It's okay without pushing hard",

It's all you.

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The scene of breaking with the art department and launching a duel appeared in Ying Lili's mind, and she was a little crazy.

At this moment, a member of the Literature Department called her: "Sawamura-san, these are simplified Chinese characters, and none of us can understand them."

Ying Lili shook her head: "It's okay, I didn't write it for you anyway."

That's it~

Chapter 42 Earn some coupons and Florentine tripe buns ([-])

The home economics classroom was packed with people.

Luo Zhen glanced at the time and began the last step——

Rub pecorino (also translated as "pecorino") cheese in a pan, remove from the pan, chop and mix with fresh herbs, serve, then rub more pecorino, top with pesto and red paprika.